Master, you misread the person!

"Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha."

"Hehe, how ironic it is to say this sentence from your mouths."

With a wave of Lin Bai's giant hand, the pressed swastika sounded loudly, and he knocked back.

Where did you come from, where do you go back.

boom! ! !
The swastikas exploded on the faces of more than a dozen Zen masters.

The Zen masters were so frightened that they retreated one after another, or fell to the ground, or knocked over the rushing monks.

For a while, the scene was chaotic and embarrassing.

Lin Bai saw that when they retreated and fell, their movements were slow, as if replaying in slow motion.

It should be affected by the swastika precepts, which restricted their actions.

If he didn't block it back, it would have to be Lin Bai's left and right hand in slow motion.

But after casting the law, heaven and earth, don't look at the body and think it's just that, it's a big mistake.

In addition to the larger body, it is also invulnerable, and its agility has also improved simultaneously, and its attack distance and attack range have also increased.

The essence of Fatian Xiangdi is to stack buffs, and then use the Muhuanggong as the foundation to continuously absorb the spiritual energy of plants and trees and refine it into true energy.

As long as there is grass and trees, the true energy can be continuously and endlessly.

Even if he is affected by the swastika commandment, it is temporary and cannot have a profound impact on him.

If he wasn't in a hurry, Lin Bai really wanted to feel what it's like to have the Buddhist precepts added to his body, so that he could calmly deal with bald donkeys of the same realm in the future.

"donor."

An old monk rose from Dayun Temple.

With a round face and a silver-gray beard, he looked kind and friendly.

If he hadn't personally found out about human trafficking in Dayun Temple, anyone who saw this old monk would feel friendly and wouldn't think he was a human trafficker, or even a murderer.

According to the memories of those villagers, a thousand people were sent to Dayun Temple this year alone.

Ke Linbai looked down at the temple, and his spiritual consciousness spread out.

Where can I feel that there are people in the temple, and all the living ones are monks, all standing in front of them.

In other words, those thousand people were either transferred by Dayun Temple again, or all died in Dayun Temple.

No matter which one, it cannot escape the relationship with the monks of Dayun Temple.

"The benefactor came from afar and was full of hostility. I don't know where the Buddha offended the benefactor. The old man apologized to the benefactor on behalf of the Buddha."

"Come from afar?"

Lin Bai said unexpectedly: "You have known since I entered Yunzhou?"

The old monk clasped his hands together, "The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and they are all Buddhists."

What a big breath.

The Buddha's light shines all over the gate of Buddhism, so simply say that Dachu is also your Buddha's chant.

Lin Bai clenched his fists tightly, "What the old monk said makes sense. The Buddha's light shines on me, so my fists are also from the Buddhist sect. It depends on whether you can hold it up!"

Lin Bai's giant foot pressed to the top, and stepped on it with a bang.

The ground shook for a while, and the mottled wall mud and rocks fell off, revealing the cracks inside.

However, this foot was not completely stepped on.

After being dispersed by the agitated smoke and dust, many monks and Zen masters coughed and covered their mouths, but they were not affected at all.

Because under the soles of Lin Bai's feet, the old monk raised his hands up, forming a golden mask to withstand it.

The esoteric Sanskrit on the mask fluctuates like flowing water.

Buddhist secret: Dafan Golden Bell Jar.

The old monk tilted his head, looked over the edge of his giant feet to look at Lin Bai, and said with great difficulty: "Benefactor, it's not the promised fist, how do you use your feet, monks don't lie."

"You also said that you are a monk, and I am not a monk, so why can't I lie?"

As Lin Bai spoke, he exerted force under his feet and stomped the old monk down.

The realm of this old monk is comparable to that of Lin Bai.

In a small temple in the western suburbs of Yunzhou, there is actually a god-refining realm sitting in the temple. The strength of the Tantric Headquarters must not be underestimated.

It can also be seen that Tantra attaches great importance to Yunzhou and is willing to spend money.

"Benefactor, Dayun Temple has no grievances with the benefactor, the benefactor must give a reason, right?" The old monk was still talking about this, obviously not aware that the matter had been revealed.

Either you are overconfident, or you are gambling.

Betting that Lin Bai didn't know, it was because of other things.

Lin Bai jokingly said: "Old monk, didn't you realize that it was almost dawn and the livestock you asked for hadn't been delivered yet?"

The old monk's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he quickly lowered his head, as if he didn't want Lin Bai to see his expression.

"The benefactor is aggressive. Do you think that the Buddha is merciful and doesn't kill?" The old monk's voice was low and helpless.

How did such high-sounding words come out of his mouth?
Still helpless, very wronged, as if Lin Bai forced them.

The idea of ​​blaming Lin Bai for doing evil without knowing it is really intoxicating.

"I don't know if your Buddha is merciful or not, but you are definitely not merciful."

"Get down!"

Lin Bai exerted his strength suddenly, and with a bang, he stepped the old monk's foot into the soil.

Seeing this, the monks and Zen masters of Dayun Temple immediately surrounded Lin Bai's feet. The monks whipped him with commandment sticks, and the Zen master meditated and chanted sutras. They didn't know what they were going to do.

Only the commandment stick hit Lin Bai's feet with a bang.

Click!

After a few strokes, the commandment stick snapped in the middle.

The commandment stick in the monk's hand is an ordinary magic weapon, it's no problem to deal with the little bum, but it's not enough to deal with Lin Bai.

But the monk didn't panic at all, he meditated on the spot, chanting sutras like a Zen master.

At first, the chanting was not loud.

Gradually, the voice of chanting sutras came indistinctly.

Then, as if reciting in the ear, the sky is filled with the Sanskrit sounds of gods and Buddhas.

"Heart-clearing mantra!"

Lin Bai silently recited the Daomen Qingxin Mantra to calm himself down and eliminate noises at the same time.

For a moment, the originally buzzing head calmed down.

But at this moment, Xiao Sha's dark energy swept over.

Lin Bai looked suddenly, but saw a Dharma image rising in front of him.

This dharma has a face like indigo, hair like cinnabar, huge fangs, and a trident in hand.

It was a ghost Yasha.

A Buddhist monk, his Dharma form is not a Bodhisattva Vajra, but a ghost Yaksha.

"You don't cultivate like a Buddha, but like a ghost."

Lin Bai knew that Ghost Yaksha is also a kind of Buddha, and he is the master of killing.

This remark was just to ridicule the old monk.

Xu Shi's words angered the old monk, and his Dharma minister, Ghost Yasha, picked up the trident and stabbed at him.

The black ghost energy coiled around the trident, moving like a snake, and suddenly stabbed Lin Bai's chest.

when! ! !
With the blessing of Fa Tianxiang and Earth, although Lin Bai's physical body is not as tyrannical as a serious martial artist, it is much more resistant to beating than before.

If it were before practicing martial arts, his physical body would definitely be seriously injured by the fork.

Just as Lin Bai was rejoicing, the trident on his chest suddenly disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already directly above the head, falling like a sky falling.

The ghost energy on the trident landed first, wrapping around Lin Bai's body, making him unable to move.

"No matter how strong the body of the benefactor is, it is only the result of the blessing of kung fu. His own martial arts cultivation is no more than entry level, and he can force out the appearance of the old monk. The benefactor can be proud of it."

After some probing, the old monk finally figured out Lin Bai's martial arts cultivation.

The old monk said that he would stop pretending, it was a showdown...